(After Dark, Hunting Daylight)

Take a seat please, welcome to the show
Circus above, you must undergo
Scratch your head, scream, take a pill or two
Nothing will help, this parade will catch you

It walks simply into your mind
Without words or without warning
Cymbal sounds, high trumpets from behind
Wake-up call in the morning

It’s lack of concentration, they say you should stay ‘zen’
Why not try some meditation, yoga, TM

Chasing daydreams likely ten at least
Lions enter the indoor arena
Who’s the beauty here and who’s the beast
Who’s the master of hara

Masses of people chitchat in your head
Three clowns perform their tricks while
A big band just begins their set

Looking so normal
Your poker face got you through the years
Looking so informal
While steam leaks from your ears

Take a seat please, welcome to the act
Mind you, don’t react
Scratch your head, scream, score a pill or two
But don’t believe it’s true